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Red Leather

アーティスト：Future, Metro Boomin, J Cole  アルバム：WE STILL DON'T TRUST YOU  作詞：Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne  作曲：Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne  発売年：2024 

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So you thinkin' that you gon', I ain't gon' Speak from my heart, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm one thousand Yeah I done turned a dancer to a trophy I done balled with rings like Kobe Never send a tweet with emotions, uh She heard I sip lean, she got emotional Codeine got my heart like opium I can feel her heart beatin' when I'm huggin' her Take me back to Kingston to see my ancestors Pissin' on your grave in some red leather Turbo Panamera, the seat bird feathers Keep light on me like Carmelo Don't lie to me, I'm on God levels Forever's not long enough If it's endless, what we doin'? Either you a rebel or what we doin'? Toast codeine, trap stars, what we doin'? A few remain nameless deserve my dedication I just want my movement like Larry Davis Came from Amsterdam, had my head up Screenshot bitches got me fed up Playin' with the white for green like a Celtic She ain't tryna share me, she thinkin' selfish I just bought my young bitch some new Rosettas Went to Tokyo, I had to hit the ghetto Like to kick it with her 'cause she play soccer Introduced her to some goons, nigga, and some robbers Now she want that Bentayga and it's obvious Real patience for them big faces and I got it Still faded from the last night off molly The ones work at Magic, work at Follies I just left Onyx and caught a body Fuck your wife at the back of King of Diamonds Turn me on, she don't care I put my thumb in Leave me all alone, I'm throwin' a party How I'm gon' have commitment in this world of sin? Try my best to love you in this world we in Take another look at every foreign I'm in End up with the bitches that I started with I must've been on a pill when I recorded this Had the stick in my hand while I was typin' it I know I'm arrogant, but don't be trifling I iced out you once and you got iced again These guitars sound like Parliament I just blowed a check, baby, pardon me All-black trim, dark burgundy Keep it real with me, no perjury Put them bags on her arm like weighed sand Saks Fifth Avenue, she ran through eighty bands Got your passport ready, we some aliens Got my transporter up out my radius Got my transporter, whip Mercedes-Benz I could never give up on what we had Abracadabra, make my side bitch better Chanel trench, pussy taste like pineapple I'ma stay down with you, but don't give me a headache Lifestyle's radical, please excuse the medies California housing, gettin' better with my veggies Audemars, Richard Mille came in a FedEx Smash her like a grudge that I ain't never gettin' deaded Sippin' on mud while I'm lookin' at my presi' Presidential tints in the back, I done made it Bitch, you better stay on your shit, you gettin' graded Take you to a spa in Saint Barts, is you ready? Whip the double-R with the stars in the headrest Caught up with these broads, baby, did I change the address? Times got hard and I fucked off your lashes Everything real,



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